Anthene lycaenoides (Ciliate blue)

Get over yourself
Get over your health
Get over your everything everything

Don’t look at my face
Get out of this place
Don’t wanna see anything, anyone

Don’t smile too soon
Don’t look at the moon
Don’t smile at all

And I’m rubbing my eyes
When I look at the sky
Cuz I’m thinking of you is all, you is all

When I don’t want to drive
When I don’t want to cry
And I think I might die

Can you touch and I feel
But you know I’m not real
Does it make you say anything, anyone?

A lighthouse leads shuttle boats
Out towards the ocean
Making those city birds fly
And we’re in this shitty town
Punching our cards in
Ciliate blue in your eyеs

Looked at your art
You’re just so smart
We’rе so apart

Don’t hold my hand
When we lay in the sand
We’ll end up back where we started from, started from

While I see your shuttle boat
Leave for the ocean
I hope that lighting strikes you twice
And I’m in this shitty town
Punching my card in
Ciliate blue in my eyes

(Yeah honestly don’t really know
I think that.. um.. It’s like..
Because of the cyclisity of it
And we just feel comfortable
Doing it over and over again)